Word: ated
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Three kids, two boys and a girl, 4-H and Future Farmers of America, calving and irrigating pretty much ate up the next few years. The children grew, the wind blew, the dust flew, and, by 1973, here stood Winifred Bundy wondering what to do. She had flirted with the notion of opening a bookshop, but lacked capital. Then it was that her husband, a soft touch, took in two horrid German shepherds to board while the owners went to Europe. The dogs tormented the horses until a mare reached her limit and kicked out one dog's eye. When...
...were no sightings of him arm in arm on a lonely night street, no public confessions by inamoratas, no telephone records or photos. The crowded turmoil of his campaign was his screen. Attractive women and men were almost always around, even in his bedrooms as he changed clothes, lounged, ate or napped. Gary Hart's very loneliness was his enemy...
...proper format could define dance in a new way." Now his privations really began, and he records them with deep feeling and baleful gusto. Home was usually a wretched flat, cold water or no water. One chapter starts off with "snow sifting gently through the roof." In extremis he ate dog food...
...played the night before, Rush heaved out of bed at 5:30 a.m. He would be on cross-country skis at first light, breaking trail on his logging roads. By 7:30 he had showered, and driven his sons Benjamin, 11, and Richard, 4, to school. He ate breakfast with his wife Beverly, and by 8 a.m. was busy at his desk in an office partitioned off in what must have been the hayloft of his barn. Then...
...there was any humanity in him. I had hoped to find myself in the presence of a disfigured creature, a monster whose unspeakable crimes would be clearly legible in his three-eyed face. I was disappointed: Adolf Eichmann seemed quite normal, a man like other men -- he slept well, ate with good appetite, deliberated coolly, expressed himself clearly and was able to smile when he had to. The architect of the Final Solution was banal, just as Hannah Arendt had said...